 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Archie Ackerly hadn't ventured to Diagon Alley in a very long time. His life was now mainly centred around the non magical world – his ex wife was a muggle, his two kids being brought up in London, and his career in a law firm, currently crammed into a tiny office (which he was sure had formerly been a broom cupboard), was based in Canary Wharf.
It felt good to be back on the streets of Diagon. Memories of shopping for school supplies and causing mischief with his fellow Slytherin brother, came flooding back to him. And the smell of the Leaky Cauldron as he and his former best friend (now partner) entered, only served to intensify the nostalgia.
“Definitely Firewhiskey.” He replied to Angus as they approached the bar. “How could I come back to Diagon Alley and not sample it's finest.” He looked around for somewhere to sit, thankful that the Hogwarts horde was now safely back at the castle. “Prop up the bar or table by the window?”
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